"I am your wife." "This marriage is a mistake. A huge mistake." He stated, making her eyes go wide open in shock. "I am trapped in it against my will." he finished and she just watched him in silence. As their marriage bond began as a compromise, it took an unexpected turn. "You can't divorce me," he stated firmly. "I am not asking for permission, Mr. Jeon," she replied, meeting his gaze. His eyes, which once despised her, now sought her out everywhere. "Let me take care of you," he said, holding her hand. The journey of Jungkook and Y/n's intertwined lives was about to unfold.

❝𝗜 𝗺 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗬𝗻..𝗜 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲❞ he whispered to me, his eyes held no regret but a slight guilt. With a heavy breath, I asked him,❝𝗪𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲?❞ he looked at me for a moment and sighed.❝𝗠𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗬𝗻..𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲?❞ my heart was scattering and tearing apart at each moment, how did I manage to love this man? He is not the man I married.. 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: BTS fanfiction, Angst, smut 𝗧𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲: cheating, second woman, guilt and anger, second chance, love triangle, smut 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 : 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗸! ⓄⓋⒺⓇⓋⒾⒺⓌ Jeon Yn a good wife who always intended to live a happy life with her husband Jeon Jungkook until he starts falling out of love and finds himself cheating on her with his secretary.As he knew his wife would never leave him, he faked his death. However, the circumstances change each time him tries to pursue his wife back who chooses to move on and start a new life. 🇹​🇴​ 🇰​🇳​🇴​🇼​ 🇲​🇴​🇷​🇪​ ʀᴇᴀᴅ 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄? By @fianawr. Instagram: @fianaaww

"𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲 𝗬𝗻..𝗜 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂" Taehyung whispered to me while looking at me with those eyes which once held love for me or was it fake too? "𝗪𝗵𝘆? 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝗜 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂?" I yelled at him, tears moistening my cheeks as he let out a cruel chuckle."𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁..𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗻𝗼 𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲..𝗹𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝘃𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲,𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗲" he whispered with no emotion as if our marriage was a joke, he had feelings for me but I love him like a fool.❝𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙢𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙖'𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙟𝙪𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙩❞ 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: BTS fanfiction, Angst, smut, mafia dark romance 𝗧𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲: cheating, second woman, guilt and anger, second chance, love triangle, smut,dominant males 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 : 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗸! ⓄⓋⒺⓇⓋⒾⒺⓌ Kim Yn, the sweet wife of Mafia Kim Taehyung met in an accident due to which she got deaf.Later when she got into a successful surgery, she recovered from her deafness. The night when she was about to let him know that she could hear, only to find him naked with another woman, he used her for his benefit. Will she be able to take revenge or will she give up from the fear of getting harmed by the cruel mafia? TO KNOW MORE ʀᴇᴀᴅ 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀'𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐓 By @fianawr. Instagram: @fianaaww

She slapped the arrogant heir of Korea's biggest jewelry empire in front of everyone. Now he has ten days to seduce her... and destroy her. Choi Y/N is ambitious, fierce, and climbing the corporate ladder at KK Luxe Exports with pure hard work. When the playboy crown prince Kim Taehyung crosses the line one drunken night, she slaps him without hesitation. Humiliated and burning with rage, Taehyung accepts a cruel bet: he has exactly ten days to make the untouchable Y/N fall into his bed. What starts as a game of revenge slowly turns into something far more dangerous as passion, lies, and raw desire begin to blur the lines. But when the ultimate betrayal shatters Y/N's world, she rises from the ashes as a ruthless businesswoman with only one goal - complete and utter revenge on the man who broke her. Same betrayal. Same ruthless revenge. Same scorching heat. Only this time, the players are Korean... and the fire burns hotter. ⚠️ Mature Content | 18+ | Explicit Smut | Revenge | Betrayal | Office Romance | Slow Burn | Strong Female Lead | Possessive Taehyung

"Vi... Viaan, please don't do this.. don't leave me, please come back. It's our wedding day. Plea...please I'm begging you." "Do not ever call me again, Ira. It's over between us." The line went dead. That was all it took for him to left me at the Altar for her. *** ~ A REBIRTH STORY From childhood, Ira Veyansh was always compared to Niya Kapadia. Niya ~ the maid's daughter who could do everything better. Studies, sports, looks, manners, obedience, everything. Everyone loved Niya. Ira parents, her brothers, even the family celebrated her like she was one of their own. Birthdays, dinners, small achievements... the praise always went to Niya. "Ira, you should be more like Niya." "I wish Niya was my sister." "Take a lesson from Niya." Day by day, Ira felt invisible. Starved for love and attention, she did things she shouldn't have, hurt Niya, humiliated her, even darker. But nothing worked. Then came Viaan. Her childhood love. The one she thought would finally make her happy. But he chose Niya too. The pain and humiliation were too much for her to handle. That night, walking alone in the rain after being abandoned at her own wedding, Ira was hit by a truck. A brutal accident that ended her life. But life gave her a second chance. A rebirth. She remembered everything. Every insult. Every betrayal. Every heartbreak. And somewhere in that second life... there is this man. Reevan. A man she was never meant to cross paths with. Forbidden. Yet somehow... tied to her fate. Now, the question is, will she let fate repeat itself, or will she change her story?

He loved his wife in a way that felt rare even to those who saw them-quiet, deep, and unwavering. She was his home, his calm, the reason his world felt complete. When she became pregnant, he was filled with both joy and fear. The pregnancy was difficult; every day seemed like a battle she fought with a tired smile, reassuring him even when she was the one in pain. He stayed by her side through it all, holding onto hope. The day their daughter was born should have been the happiest of his life. For a brief moment, it was-he saw a part of her live on in the tiny, fragile child. But fate was cruel. Not long after giving birth, his wife slipped away, leaving behind silence where laughter once lived. Grief consumed him, but it twisted into something darker. Every time he looked at his daughter, he saw echoes of the woman he lost-the same eyes, the same softness-and instead of comfort, it brought him pain. Somewhere in his broken heart, he began to believe that the child had taken his wife away, that the difficult pregnancy and the birth had cost him everything. He never said it aloud, but the thought lingered, growing heavier with time. Love for his wife remained untouched, eternal... but his heart, unable to bear the loss, struggled to find space for the innocent life she had left behind.

'Bound by Duty, Torn by Desire'❤️‍🔥 "I'm ordering you to love me," Nadiya's voice wavered, though she tried to sound firm. Her eyes locked onto his, daring him to defy her. "I'm your boss now. You must follow my commands, Asif." "You think love is something you can order?" he asked quietly, his voice gravelly and low. His fingers slid up her arm, grazing her skin, and her body tensed under his touch. "You can ask for my loyalty, my protection, even my life. But love? That's something else entirely." ★★★ Nadiya Khan, 27, an independent woman and architect who created her own name stepping out of the shadow of her billionaire businessman father and brother. Asif Malik, 34, a devoted bodyguard of Khan Family. His responsible nature and loyalty are his greatest pride, and he has dedicated his life to protecting those he serves. They had a past history which made Nadiya create a shell of coldness around her. What will happen when they met after 12 years and Asif will assign as her personal bodyguard? Will they be able to resist the magnetic attraction pulling them together? Or will Asif's years of dedication crumble in the face of a love that refuses to be forgotten? ★★★ And if you're craving enemies-to-lovers fire, meet Esra Yildiz, the sassy mafia princess turned reckless lawyer, and Arsalan Khan, the calm, composed CEO of a restaurant empire, the Ice Prince himself. He hated her to the core..and she returned the sentiment with equal fire. He was calm like still water; she, a stormy ocean. Yet somehow, she was the only chaos he could ever tolerate. What happens when fate forces them to work together? Will the tension crack into hatred or ignite into something far more dangerous? And when the lines between enemies and something more begin to blur... Who will fall first? Two couples, two kinds of personalities, but one dangerously addictive collision. Let the chaos of hearts begin ❤️‍🔥. Warning : Mature scenes & Language

𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢 Forbidden fruit-that's what he was. The one person I should have avoided, yet life kept pulling me closer to him, as if the universe had already written our story. Disaster-that's what he became. One night changed everything, shattering my world and leaving no way back. I'm Sitara Oberoi-a girl with dreams like everyone else. Life hasn't been kind, but I've never stopped trying to create my own fairytale. 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐢 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚 "I should stay away from her." It was a mantra I repeated every day, but fate had other plans, pushing her into my life no matter how hard I tried to resist. She's my forbidden fruit-the one temptation I can't avoid, even though I know she could destroy me. Love? It's not in my vocabulary, and I never planned on letting it in. But Sitara? She's rewriting everything, flipping my world upside down, and I can't stop her. I'm Shaan Rai Singhaniyaa-life's no fairytale, and I've survived its thorns, walking over them like a king. ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "𝐴𝑎𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑚𝑒 𝑘𝑦𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑘ℎ 𝑟ℎ𝑒 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑎𝑛𝑑, 𝑆𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑛ℎ𝑖 𝑨𝒂𝒑𝒌𝒐 ?" Sitara teased, her voice playful as she sat beside him, her eyes sparkling like the stars. Shaan's face was unreadable, his voice calm but weighted. "Pehli baar dar mehsoos ho raha hai," he admitted. "Dar? Woh kyun?" she asked, her curiosity evident. "𝑬𝒌 𝑺𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒂," he murmured, locking eyes with her, "𝒋𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒂 𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊." As if on cue, fireworks lit up the sky, their glow reflecting in their eyes, marking a moment neither could forget. ⋅⋆Get ready for A tale of passion and chaos where two fierce souls collide, proving that the greatest risk isn't falling-it's daring to love.

Raashi - a soft, chubby girl with cheeks that always hold a natural blush, though she hides them behind her hoodie strings. Insecure about her body, she walks with her head slightly lowered, but her brothers' love keeps her wrapped in a cocoon of warmth. Every scolding from them comes laced with protection, every smile a reminder she is cherished. She carries her insulin pouch like a secret, tucked away, never wanting anyone to see. Her heart, however, is not so guarded-beating a little faster for her senior, whose laughter feels like sunshine. She never dares to say it aloud, but in the quiet pages of her notebook, she doodles his name, letting her crush bloom softly, like pressed flowers hidden between old books. What if the same crush insults her, and she ends up with someone else? Yet, all he wants is to protect her from falling into his dark world. ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

He was the King of Jaipur - ruthless, untouchable, and feared by all. She was the sister of his greatest enemy - pure, gentle, and forbidden. He married her for revenge... but somewhere between hate and desire, the monster forgot his mission and fell in love with his prey. > "He could destroy her world... and still, she'd be the only one he'd kneel for." On hold